Chapter 176 – Yuan’s Battle Record is No Less Than

Chapter 176 – Yuan's Battle Record is No Less Than

Under Mu Yuan’s instructions, Dolai had already ceased its attacks without anyone noticing, while Isloria merely relied on her superior Concept to dodge and observe the battle from various positions.

The protagonists of the battlefield at this moment were the Undead Legion.

They defended, charged, and concentrated their power.

At times, the fear power of the wraiths merged together, forming black light that drifted across the sky, causing even devout nuns to instantly roll their eyes and collapse weakly to the ground.

At other times, the Skeleton Generals swung their Heavy Swords in unison, and the black mist from their Cleave skills intertwined and merged, transforming into a massive sword beam dozens of meters long.

“As expected, this kind of battle—where the opponent is stronger than oneself but not strong enough to be defeated in one blow—is most effective in honing everyone’s combat skills, experience, fighting spirit, and…”

A certain prototype!

The fierce struggle lasted for over twenty minutes. By the end, only Rakshasa, Red Robe, and Bone Two Three Four remained fighting among the commanders, while the others had stopped.

This was because such a prototype could only take shape when formed by units of the same type and category.

No matter how powerful a fully-formed legion composed of ‘miscellaneous’ units might be, it could never achieve the seamless integration seen among the Skeleton Generals and wraiths.

By the final stages of the battle, the most fragile Skeleton Generals and wraiths had been completely wiped out, leaving only a handful of elite bone buriers and evil spirits standing.

They stood upon the utterly devastated battlefield.

The intangible aura emanating from them grew increasingly fierce, stirring the black clouds.

Faintly, the black mist seemed about to manifest a certain image, but it burst like a bubble with a “pop.”

“Still a bit short.”

“No, it’s still far from enough. How could a legion soul be so easily condensed? Many fully-formed legions fail to achieve it.”

Yet the current scene indicated that his Undead Legion had a chance—a great chance! They were already on the path to condensing a legion soul, perhaps due to the entire legion possessing intelligence, with many having awakened self-awareness.

Unlike other legions that could only rely on their generals and a few intelligent junior officers to slowly bring them together.

Of course, that method was slow.

The Tianyuan Legion, however, contributed as a whole.

Even if there was still a considerable distance to truly shaping the prototype of a legion soul…

If one battle wasn’t enough, then ten! A hundred!

They would eventually condense a true legion soul prototype!

At that time, the entire legion would become truly unified, capable of unleashing extremely formidable and terrifying power.

“Ding!”

“Prompt: You have cleared the Crimson Giant Tower – Second Level, and received the random reward ‘Perfect Breakthrough Stone (Intermediate).'”

“Prompt: Will you proceed to the Third Level Challenge?”

The same vast grassland unfolded before them like a scroll.

The opponents they faced were still the combination of iron-armored giant scorpions and nuns, but this time, the number of enemy units had increased to one thousand.

Their Rank had also slightly improved, rising from Elite Middle Stage to Late Stage.

Quantitative change had brought about qualitative change.

When two to three hundred giant scorpions simultaneously launched their needle barrages, even General Dolai found it somewhat difficult to evade, and its opportunities to strike were greatly reduced.

When dozens of nuns used their Holy Light power together, they even manifested a massive Holy Light shield.

Compared to the second level, this level was several times more difficult!”With the cooperation and support of others, Dolai isn’t without a chance to break through this obstacle, however…”

“By the time Dolai has blasted most of the enemies to death, the others would likely have perished entirely, including Lu Liu, a subordinate with formidable defensive capabilities.”

Thus, the Undead General also took action.

He stepped forward, moving to the forefront of the formation. Drawing Death Lament, he instantly unleashed a dark sword aura stretching dozens of meters.

As the Undead’s sword aura swept downward, it carved a crescent-shaped black scar across the earth before him.

There was no deafening roar—only an ink-like stain spreading across the grassland, as if spilled on white paper. Within the scar’s range, the Holy Light barrier shattered with a crash, followed by the giant scorpions and nuns bathed in Holy Light. Their bodies trembled uniformly, enveloped by the ink-stain, silently dissolving within the black scar.

This was the current Deadbone.

He continued to swing his sword, with minimal visual effects yet displaying effortless mastery. Every move and stance contained profound mysteries.

However, if this were all, Deadbone would at best be a super-enhanced version of Isloria, with battlefield lethality and destructive power still inferior to a certain Dolai.

Indeed, in his normal state, without employing various ultimate techniques, Deadbone was indeed no match for Dolai.

No matter how much Deadbone slaughtered, it was only him, a single skeleton, gaining advantage. Powerful enemies from other fronts surged forth like tides, battering the formation to the brink of collapse. Even Rakshasa and Red Robe found themselves in perilous situations.

Rakshasa, charging into the fray, nearly failed to return.

This was the predicament of a single pillar unable to support the entire structure.

If Deadbone and Dolai were defending a city with insufficient garrison forces, no matter how strong they were, they couldn’t stop the Charge of all monsters. The tidal wave would eventually breach and swallow the city.

But—

Space suddenly rippled with overlapping waves, and a majestic, towering peak covered with countless frost-white bones abruptly appeared.

It loomed over the battlefield.

At first glance, the Undead Holy Mountain seemed like an illusion—distant, hazy, unreal—having no effect on the Skeleton Generals within it. Strangely, when the giant scorpions from farther ahead surged forward, they directly stepped onto the Land of Bones.

As if this mountain peak stood blocking all paths before them.

They had no choice but to ascend along the mountain path.

On the mountain, the frost-white bones rustled and trembled. Amidst the vibrations, one skeletal creature after another crawled out.

Little Skeletons, Skeleton Soldiers, Skeleton Warriors, Skeleton Archers, Skeleton Mages, Skeleton Giants…

From weak to strong.

The undead creatures continuously revived, continuously descending from the Holy Mountain, forming a substantial tide of bones!

This was the Undead Holy Mountain that Deadbone had expanded, managed, and accumulated over the past month since stepping into the epic level—by investing various resources and frequently using Undead Resurrection and Death Legion!

Dead·Hoarding Rodent·bone began to reveal its true power.

The iron-clad giant scorpions raised their massive pincers, crushing one skeleton after another, but soon found themselves engulfed in the white tide.

The nuns radiated Holy Light, yet on the Undead Holy Mountain saturated with death energy, the Holy Light trembled like a maiden surrounded by countless brutes, too fearful to act boldly. The once dominant Holy Light energy could now only extend a few meters.

Soon, the nuns too were swallowed by the white wave of bones, sinking into its depths.

The two sides continuously clashed, entangled, and consumed each other.The Undead Holy Mountain stood like a majestic city wall, blocking the majority of the enemy’s assault while allowing a small portion to seep through, providing just the right amount of tempering for their own troops.

“Kill!”

In such a scene, even someone as lazy as Red Robe felt ignited. She resonated with countless vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, streams of dark energy converging upon her jade-white hands, forming a massive, surging crimson claw.

As the enormous blood-red claw swept through, the Iron-armored Giant Scorpions and Sisters seemed to have their blood drained entirely, their bodies withering and shriveling.

Rakshasa flickered and darted, leaving behind one after another afterimage, as if he had multiplied into thousands.

Black mist chased his footsteps, coiling like dark mist dragons above the enemy formation, gradually baring their fangs and claws.

Above the troops, the churning black mist grew increasingly violent, as if something was slowly coalescing and taking form.

Mu Yuan watched with anticipation.

Suddenly,

Rakshasa halted his steps.

The Skeleton General’s strike met only empty air.

Looking around, the enemies had unknowingly been completely exhausted, with no more resources left to temper the troops or serve as the foundation for coalescing the army’s soul.

“Is it over already?”

Not only did Mu Yuan feel unsatisfied, but the others did even more so.

It was like being abruptly pulled out of a state of epiphany, leaving them almost breathless with frustration.

Lord Mu also secretly lamented his carelessness—he had inadvertently cleared the third trial. If the trials were too difficult, it wouldn’t be conducive to tempering his troops.

“The fourth trial likely consists of around 1,500 elite peak-level enemies. This level of power is already terrifying. Even if Deadbone unleashes his full strength, utilizes all backup energy reserves, and I join the fray myself, I estimate our chances of victory are only about 80%.”

In the third trial, Deadbone had already used the Undead Holy Mountain to continuously divide and trap the enemies, then worked with Dolai and Isloria to eliminate them one by one by targeting their weaknesses and outnumbering them.

Otherwise, facing several hundred elite-level enemies simultaneously would have been too much even for the Undead General to withstand.

After all, he was only an elite level 4, an epic-tier life form in its infancy.

However, in the fourth trial, the number of enemies would increase once again, potentially enough to overwhelm the Undead Holy Mountain entirely. Even if Lord Mu combined his power with Deadbone’s, victory was not guaranteed.

“Moreover, according to the information, the enemy’s tier will rise in the fifth trial. We can’t continue clearing trials, or the Skeleton General might be instantly defeated, rendering the tempering useless.”

Mu Yuan decided to stop at the fourth trial.

The Iron-armored Giant Scorpions were a suitable opponent.

The only issue was that the Secret Realm couldn’t be challenged indefinitely. Initial entrants were granted three attempts, with one attempt replenished per week. Clearing a trial would grant three additional attempts.

He currently had 11 challenge attempts remaining.

It was a bit too few.

He wasn’t sure if it would be enough to coalesce the army’s soul.

Mu Yuan’s consecutive clearing of the third and fourth trials had taken quite some time.

Outside, in the waiting area of the Crimson Giant Tower, silence had fallen at some point, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the fourth level of the giant tower, watching the already quite bright light point, not daring to blink even for a moment.

It wasn’t until they saw the light point begin to dim, flickering with a faint, dying glow, that someone finally swallowed hard and broke the silence.

“The fourth trial!”

“A newcomer, on his first attempt in the Land of Trials, has reached the fourth trial!”

“Is that even reasonable?”The most reasonable explanation they could come up with was that this newcomer wasn’t as young as he appeared—he must be a seasoned veteran among the “old guard” Lords, already possessing substantial accumulated strength.

Even so, clearing three trials upon the first entry was a glorious achievement that very few could accomplish.

“Who knows which old fossil this is—probably disguised himself.”

In the distance, Shen Linglong had remained frozen in the same posture for a long time, like a statue.

Her lips were slightly parted, her pupils contracted sharply as if reflecting turbulent waves—mirroring the completely uncalm storm raging in her heart at this moment.

She stood there dumbfounded. Shock, astonishment, disbelief, admiration, and reverence interwove within her, leaving her mind in complete chaos. Only when exclamations of amazement erupted around her one after another did she snap out of her daze.

She desperately wanted to refute them.

“What do any of you know? He’s not just a newcomer to the Land of Trials—he’s a complete novice to the entire Eternal World! You couldn’t find anyone greener than him!”

But she couldn’t say it.

The more of a prodigy Tianyuan proved to be, the more tightly she had to guard this secret in her heart.

She wouldn’t betray Sister Han Yue’s trust.

Wait—

First entry, extremely young, angrily breaking through three trials…

“Doesn’t that mean Tianyuan’s achievements are no less impressive than our Lady Han Yue’s?!”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

She still believed her Lady Han Yue was slightly stronger.

But as she watched that youthful figure emerging from the giant tower, seeds of reverence took root in her heart and began to sprout like giant trees.

Sorry for the late update, I didn’t mean for it to happen QAQ

(End of Chapter)

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